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When life wasn't what I wanted it to be,

All of a sudden the night spoke to me. 

From above it stared, bristling with life;

With beauty shimmering in the darkness. 

That starry sky sang so earnestly

And I returned with my poems in kind.

Days gone in minutes, all spent exploring

That twinkling body of lights. 

But we returned to our lives in the day,

Except now with better times in mind.

Then words poured more; whispered letters,

When I couldn't share a bed with that starry sky. 

And yet the Earth, it orbits too quickly;

Turning it's face from that Celestial night,

Soon it will be gracing worlds not my own,

Leaving blissful memories of what it was like. 

I can only hope as I live from afar that

That twinkling may brighten to shine. 

What a blessed world, to hold such a light,

But I know too, that sky will be fine;

Heading to a place that it wholly deserves,

To live its own Liberty, divine.